50/50 - Sofy
Lyrics by:SOPHIE CLARE HOWES/Edward Denholm
Composed by:SOPHIE CLARE HOWES/Edward Denholm
Produced by:Edward Denholm
The golden prize just to be in it
The floors on fire but the salad keeps spinning
You made it rain on my birthday
Then all the daffodils grew
How lucky am I to feel the water in my shoes
Fifty fifty yeah
Fifty fifty yeah
Fifty fifty yeah
Fifty fifty yeah
The carousel the fairground we live in
Yeah you give me hell said I'm too hot for heaven
I tore a hole in my trainers
Tried to follow you home
Ran to the place where the sky meets the cornerstone
And though my ankles are tired I still jump the fence
Get me out of my mind get me out of bed
Fifty fifty yeah
(Just to be in it)
Fifty fifty yeah
Fifty fifty yeah
(Just to be in it)
Fifty fifty yeah
I just called to say
If you're not too busy
We could throw it all away
Split it fifty fifty
I just called to say
If you're not too busy
We could throw it all away
Split it fifty fifty